I’ve wandered far away from God, now I’m coming home;
The paths of sin too long I’ve trod, Lord, I’m coming home.
The paths of sin too long I’ve trod, Lord, I’m coming home.
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Coming home, coming home, Never more to roam;
Open wide Thine arms of love; Lord I’m coming home.
I’ve wasted many precious years, Now I’m coming home;
I now repent with bitter tears; Lord, I’m coming home.
I’m tired of sin and straying, Lord, Now I’m coming home;
I’ll trust Thy love, believe Thy word; Lord, I’m coming home.
My only hope, my only plea, Now I’m coming home;
That Jesus died, and died for me; Lord, I’m coming home.